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Only trust someone who can see these three things in you: The sorrow behind your smile, the love behind your anger, and the reason behind your silence.
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The winding roads that led me here burn like coal and dry like tears
So here’s my hope, my tired soul
And here’s my ticket
I want to go home
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I am eternally, devastatingly romantic, and I thought people would see it because ‘romantic’ doesn’t mean ‘sugary.’ It’s dark and tormented — the furor of passion, the despair of an idealism that you can’t attain.
~ Catherine Breillat (via
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La vie ne tient qu’à un fil, c’est avec ce fil qu’on tisse nos rêves.
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She smiled at him, making sure that the smile gathered up everything inside her and directed it toward him, making him a profound promise of herself for so little, for the beat of a response, the assurance of a complimentary vibration in him.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald,
Tender is the Night
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